Heading towards the direction of Daoxiang Garden.
Mo Wangchen could see, along the way, many servants bustling about.
It seed they were making so preparations for the gathering.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, not far from where he was, just as Mo Wangchen was about to reach the entrance of Daoxiang Garden.
The sound of an intense clash entered his ears.
"Haha, it’s been more than two years, Brother Ye, your strength has grown to such an extent, even my Heavenly Sound Dominance can’t move you a bit."
Ahead, two young n were engaged in a duel, an unmatched aura erupted from them.
All around, many Fang Family mbers passing by had their faces filled with seriousness, feeling astonished by the strength of these two young n.
"In our last battle, you had a slight edge over with your Heavenly Sound Dominance. Over the past two years, I’ve spent significant effort to find a way to counter your Heavenly Sound Dominance." The one referred to as Brother Ye was a young man in embroidered robes, holding a folded fan. At this mont, he was smiling at his opponent.
"Such formidable skills in these two, they must at least have reached the Peak of Void Immortal Realm, not much less than Miss Xinyue."
"Today’s guests at our Fang Family are all talents from cities near Donglin City. How could the pride of Ancient Martial Families like these two have simple skills?"
In front of the Daoxiang Garden entrance, a large group of young Fang Family mbers had gathered.
In truth, they didn’t have the qualification to enter this gathering; only a few of the more powerful talents from the Fang Family were qualified to enter.
The talents visiting the Fang Family today were already famous figures, which was why many young mbers of the Fang Family didn’t want to miss the chance to witness their grace.
"Brother Ye’s poise is unchanged. In just two short years, you’ve found a way to solve my Heavenly Sound Dominance, I am impressed!" The speaker was An Yufei, dressed in a black, tight-fitting outfit, his hair flowing freely in the wind, giving off a bold aura.
"We’re here by invitation today, it’s not appropriate to make a move here. We can discuss Brother An’s great techniques afterward." The man referred to as Brother Ye said with a smile.
They bore no deep grudges against each other; every duel was only a friendly match. Besides, with Fang Xinyue hosting the banquet today, how could they cause a disturbance?
"Haha, I had the sa thought." An Yufei laughed, then gradually reigned in his aura and landed on the ground.
"Brother An, Brother Ye!"
At this mont, Fang Xinyue, dressed in a pink dress, appeared unknowingly from within Daoxiang Garden.
With a smile on her face, she approached An Yufei and the others, "It’s been years, it seems everyone’s skills have improved quite a lot. Your recent duel was quite an eye-opener for ."
"Miss Xinyue!"
An Yufei and the other recognized Fang Xinyue, both politely cupped their hands in greeting, "Haha, we still have so self-awareness. Compared to Miss Xinyue, we’re still lacking."
"You’re too modest..."
Fang Xinyue smiled, then invited the two into Daoxiang Garden.
"Brother Ji is here too?"
As she turned, Fang Xinyue’s gaze subconsciously swept over the crowd, spotting Mo Wangchen standing not far ahead.
"Greetings, Miss Xinyue." Mo Wangchen smiled and approached her.
"And who might this be..."
An Yufei and the other two looked confused, their eyes sizing up this young man in white.
Evidently, among those qualified to enter Daoxiang Garden today, most of them were recognizable.
Yet, this young man in white, neither of them seed to have seen before?
"Let introduce you, these two are An Yufei, the eldest son of the Ancient Martial An Family, and the other is Ye Zheng, also a scion of an Ancient Martial Family." Fang Xinyue introduced Mo Wangchen with a smile.
She then turned her gaze to An Yufei and his companion, addressing them, "This is Brother Ji, Ji Changkong."
"Ji Changkong?"
The two were taken aback; they hadn’t heard of this na before, and An Yufei couldn’t help but ask, "Is Brother Ji from the Ji Family in Nanfeng City?"
Upon hearing this, Mo Wangchen found it amusing. Why did everyone think he was from the Ji Family in Nanfeng City? He shook his head, "Brother An, you’ve misunderstood. Although my surna is Ji, I’m not from the Ji Family in Nanfeng City."
"You’re not?"
Ye Zheng and the other glanced at each other, their confusion deepening.
In the Xuanwu Alliance, is there another powerful Ji Family?
Otherwise, how could this Ji Changkong be qualified to attend this gathering?
"Haha, let’s head into Daoxiang Garden first. Everyone else has already arrived and is waiting inside." Fang Xinyue laughed.
Under her guidance, Mo Wangchen and the others entered Daoxiang Garden.
A fragrant aroma filled the air, and looking out, the entire Daoxiang Garden was filled with flowers and plants, with dense tree branches and leaves.
The pond was full of lotuses, and following the adjacent stone pathway, Mo Wangchen and the others quickly arrived at a peach grove.
Peach blossoms fluttered down, with a gentle breeze carrying a fragrant scent that refreshed one’s spirit.
At this mont, within the peach grove, there was an open space with many tables, all laden with fine wine and fresh fruits. About a dozen people were already seated, both n and won, all with extraordinary deanors.
"Uh... why is she here too..."
Sweeping his gaze, Mo Wangchen suddenly spotted a familiar figure; it was a woman.
At this mont, the woman was sitting alone at a table, exuding a charming aura. Who else could it be if not Tian Xinzhi?
"That’s right, Qianning City isn’t far from Donglin City, so it’s not surprising she appeared here." Mo Wangchen thought, his gaze still lingering on Tian Xinzhi.
"Hmm?"
As if sensing soone observing her, Tian Xinzhi put down her wine cup, turning her eyes in his direction.
Her eyes glanced over Mo Wangchen, and she couldn’t help but furrow her brow slightly. For so reason, this man in white gave her a faint feeling of familiarity.
Yet, she was absolutely sure she didn’t know him.
Thinking about it, today, everyone here was a renowned talent from the surrounding ancient cities. This man in white must be the sa.
Perhaps she had seen him before without paying much attention.
With this thought, Tian Xinzhi withdrew her gaze, no longer paying attention to Mo Wangchen, and continued drinking her wine.
Mo Wangchen found it amusing; he realized that Tian Xinzhi might have discovered sothing. Fortunately, the Face Changing Technique was one of the Heavenly Gang’s three thousand Ancient Daoist Skills, so Mo Wangchen didn’t think she could recognize him.
"Now that everyone is here, please take a seat," Fang Xinyue said with a smile.
Mo Wangchen noticed that everyone’s gaze was focused on An Yufei, Ye Zheng, and himself.
This feeling of being scrutinized was not pleasant. After hearing Fang Xinyue’s words, he glanced around and saw an empty seat beside Tian Xinzhi.
Without hesitation, Mo Wangchen walked over and sat down cross-legged.
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